Brain numb

Arrggg. My brain is stuck. It refuses to look at any more tech help articles about ODBC or OLE DB. It demands that I sit down and write my journal instead. I seem to be the only one of me, Alex and Archie who is still writing in this (I don't know about Serra - I found his journal so impenetrable that I stopped reading it). Its a shame really - it was an interesting view of people. I wondered if Alex would feel inhibited by the fact that I was reading his. Inferring, perhaps, that I wasn't really putting down all my thoughts from the fact that the phrases "I want a hug" and "I want a cup of tea" have not (AFAIK) appeared anywhere in this journal up til now maybe he's decided that having shorn his thoughts enough to be safe they're no fun to write down. He's a much more private person than I am I often think. Its most noticeable in our different reactions to being upset or annoyed by something. My immediate reaction is to want to tell/complain to him about it and probably solicit a hug. His seems to be to draw away and keep it to himself. He has a lot more secrets than me.

He's coming over to see me this evening so that we can start to work on my appalling ignorance of films. I had great fun at CBS last night by getting them to name great films of the 80s and 90s that I haven't seen. This is surprisingly (to them at least) easy - go on, try it. The upshot is that I have to be strapped down like in a Clockwork Orange (which I have seen, albeit only recently) and forced to watch a couple of hundred things that I really should have seen and then probably quite a few which I have seen and didn't get because I hadn't seen the references. Blockbusters are going to love me.